Article for 2013 Mar 30

2013

2013 Mar

Mar 30 Sat

Despite my parents’ late-night consumption of a glass of Merlot, I was who felt groggy in the morning. And I had to get up at seven. I felt so bad. I just wanted to laze, but that’s too lazy.

I was alright after a bath, which was fortunate for my sanity and for that of them around me. The water felt so good! And then we left Port Elizabeth. (Left Port? Isn’t that a pair of synonyms, to a Sailor at least?)

Snails - unlike humans - are not generally alright after baths.

The air as we circuited that game-reserve in Addo National Park! It felt so good! So glad we chose the two o’clock tour and not the 4:30 one (though, arithmetically, two and half four are equivalent). By 17:00, it was very rainy and windy, and less wildlife about.

Animals about included blue things I craned my neck to see, an orange thing lyin’ on a bush, and a brown thing antlered and loping. There was also a kudu decorated like a shaman of voodoo. And a magical eagle on a tree. I cannot name the plants though, apart from South Africa’s national, the protea.

After the game-ride we had a game of Travel Scrabble. I won by 71 points, more points than I gained from my 66-point OUTVOTED (Round 4). The final scores were Duncan 183; Mum 112; Dad 91; Sisters and Mum 84.

Playing and winning, it felt good.